The ice storm filled the throne room, every piece of frozen material becoming a projectile aimed at Jack's position.
There was no dodging, no blocking, just overwhelming volume that made defense impossible.
Jack crossed his arms in front of his face and tanked the impact.
Ice shards struck his armor from every angle, each one carrying force enough to crack stone.
His armor held, but the impacts drove him to one knee, hundreds of small damages adding up.
Through the storm, Pho advanced. Each step accompanied by ice forming beneath his feet, creating a path through his own attack that left him completely untouched.
Jack's right hand came up, electricity gathering not in a quick burst but in sustained discharge.
Arc Blast.
Blue lightning exploded from his palm in a focused stream, a continuous beam of electrical energy that carved through the ice storm.
The beam struck Pho center mass, burning through flesh, leaving a blackened channel across his chest.
